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This Weekend Lyrics - No Question (ruffnation) - No Question

We are bona-fide, whut? 

 

Look closely bought a unboard, no sho' 

Yo, we got you wide open, I and our crew 

The weekend we roll out, the watches is froze out 

Yo, we came to get it down and like turn you out 

 

Play the club outside, sittin' high in the expidal 

Switch it up in the XL-5, Prada down 

Tell me, do you like this thug-ass sound? 

No Q, definitely about to blaze your town, whut? 

 

Shout outs to my people on the streets 

To my players makin' money with my CD's in they jeans 

Much love to the ladies with jobs 

Who makin' that cream and floss they own phat ride 

 

And to my people who always keep it real 

They work all week just to pay bills 

Now and then gotta have a little fun 

Go buy something to wear 'cuz the weekend's 'bout to come 

 

Time to get loud, let the music flow 

Kick off your shoes and just let go 

Have a little party, call a few friends 

It's about to get fucked y'all, this weekend 

 

Time to get loud, let the music flow 

Kick off your shoes and just let go 

Have a little party, call a few friends 

It's about to get fucked y'all, this weekend 

 

Jean sets a new pair of jeans 

Gotta get jig for my ladies in the streets 

Call the barber, get my hair laid 

Roll out wit my crew to watch the ladies shake their thing 

 

All the ladies shop the town 

Get real digs from the neck on down 

Now and then gotta have a little fun 

Go get up wit your dogs 'cuz the weekend's 'bout to come 

 

Time to get loud, let the music flow 

Kick off your shoes and just let go 

Have a little party, call a few friends 

It's about to get fucked y'all, this weekend 

 

Time to get loud, let the music flow 

Kick off your shoes and just let go 

Have a little party, call a few friends 

It's about to get fucked y'all, this weekend 

 

Tougher, no no, whut? 

I know the sound hot enough 'cuz this track is tough 

I bump that when I'm riding all up in my Benz truck 

I let 'em know, what you got for me 

Is it big bills baby, can you cop for me 

 

Wack the drop for me or grab a spot for me 

I wanna spend those on the mink coats 

Throughout the whole coast, baby 

But on the weekend I'm blazing off 

 

And if you don't spend dough then I ain't gon call 

Get out there I'll show you how this playette roll 

Nice frames, spit a game that'll make you fold 

Toss it up, lookin' cute in the coup 

At the Meadows', tough with some 'taly in the boots 

 

Barceletto, some types lay down why, don't see me all gracin' 

Only my associates always stay lacin' 

And when my squad come ain't no replacin 

Quarter head or you know what you praisin' 

 

Time to get loud, let the music flow 

Kick off your shoes and just let go 

Have a little party, call a few friends 

It's about to get fucked y'all, this weekend 

 

Time to get loud, let the music flow 

Kick off your shoes and just let go 

Have a little party, call a few friends 

It's about to get fucked y'all, this weekend 

 

Time to get loud, let the music flow 

Kick off your shoes and just let go 

Have a little party, call a few friends 

It's about to get fucked y'all, this weekend 

 

Time to get loud, let the music flow 

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Copyright: Chappell Music, Inc., Warner

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